Sad news
Curt Hamilton (STOC 2161) rode with me to WeSToc in Moscow, Idaho a few years back.
He and Sheila fought a long battle. Now Curt is without his beloved wife.
Godspeed Sheila,
Dan
Sheila Arlena (Annala) Hamilton of Fitzwilliam died November 18, 2009 at 5:28 PM after a 41 month battle with leiomyosarcoma cancer. She fought a strong fight against an invisible foe, never complaining and maintaining a strong will to live until the sun surrendered the last rays of the day.
I need to remember the day
When we said goodbye for the very last time
There was still so much to say
But time came between us and quietly stole you away
Let me remember the day
We walk to the garden and sit for a while
The hours are slipping away
Still I try to hold them and freeze them in time
So leave me believing we'll meet here again
Promise me some kind of sign
As each day turns into night
I blow out the candle and turn down the sheet
And now that you've risen so high
I know that you watch over me as I sleep
Always believing we'll meet up again
Waiting for some kind of sign
So now I remember the day
When we said goodbye for the very last time
But no one can take you away
'cause here in my memories there's never a very last time
Never a very last time.
Sheila was born in Keene October 7, 1947, daughter of Ernest W. and Helen (Johnson) Annala and lived in Troy, NH, moving to Fitzwilliam, NH, in 1973. She was a graduate of Monadnock Regional High School in 1965 and Keene State College in 1970.
She is survived by her mother of Troy; her husband, Curtis T. Hamilton of Fitzwilliam, who she married May 27, 1967; her children Kara K. Steere and her husband Andrew, of Lyndeborough, NH, Alyson H. Tersigni and her husband Vinnie, of Brookline, NH, and Christopher C. Hamilton and his companion Ann McClening of Richmond, NH; and her grandsons Avery C. Steere and Kellen H. Steere of Lyndeborough; her sister Nancy C. Methe and her husband Michael of Fitzwilliam; a niece Alissa, a great nephew Tyler; her uncle and aunt Fred and Helvi Annala, and many cousins.
In tears, we watched her sinking,
We watched Her fade away;
Our hearts were almost broken,
She fought so hard to stay.
But when we saw her sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain;
We could not wish her back,
To suffer that again.
It broke our hearts to lose her,
But she did not go alone;
For part of us went with her,
The day that God called her home.
Her life was her family, especially time spent with Grandsons Avery and Kellen. She deeply enjoyed every visit or telephone call, as well as family vacations to the coast of southern Maine, winter snowstorms (as long as electricity was not lost), motorcycle rides, dining out, Kimball?s Ice Cream, her close friends, the Boston Red Sox, political TV, full moons, and Jimmy Stewart movies.
And when one of us is gone
And one of us is left to carry on
Then remembering will have to do
Our memories alone will get us through
Think about the days of me and you
Of you and me against the world
Services and burial will be private.
In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made in Mrs. Hamilton?s memory for cancer research to: Friends of Norris Cotton Cancer Center, 2010 Green Mountain Motorcycle Ride for Cancer Research, One Medical Center Drive, Lebanon, NH 03756-0745; Dana-Farber Cancer Institute The Jimmy Fund, 10 Brookline Place, 6th Floor, Brookline, MA 02445-9924; or Home Healthcare, Hospice & Community Services, PO Box 564, Keene, NH 03431.
I?ll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces
All day and through
In that small caf?
The park across the way
The children?s carousel
The chestnut trees, the wishing wells
I?ll be seeing you
In every lovely summer?s day
In everything that?s light and gay
I?ll always think of you that way
I?ll find you in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I?ll be looking at the moon
But I?ll be seeing you
In the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here
You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here
God Speed?
Just you know why
why you and I
will by and by
know true love ways
Sometimes we'll sigh
sometimes we'll cry
but you'll know why
just you and I
know true love ways
Throughout the days
those true love ways
will bring us joys to share
with those who really care
Sometimes we'll sigh
sometimes we'll cry
but you'll know why
just you and I
know true love ways
Curt
